I knew he would ask this, but I didn't expect him to say it until the children were born. "fine." I said. Rhys didn't argue. "Good. Rhysand, you get one week with her. Then bring her back at the end. If my children are harmed I will kill you." He growled. Rhys didn't waste time, he winnowed me to Velaris. He stared at me, "What should we do?" he asked me. "FEYRE!" Elain, my sister ran into me with a hug, crushing me under her grip. "El-lain! Please get off me, I have news." I said sadly. She let go of me and nesta evaporated out of nowhere. "What is it Feyre, high lady of the night court?" she asked mockingly. Her arms delicately crossed over her chest. My sisters were wearing the night courts fashion. Nesta looked ridiculous. Elain looked like she belonged here. I felt a twinge of jealousy. "Do. Not. Speak to my High Lady in such a manner." Cassian growled to Nesta. She rolled her eyes and walked up to me. She wrapped her arms around me in a tight embrace. Before I could respond she was shooting dagger at Cassian. He laughed, "Your sisters are nothing like you High Lady." I groaned inwardly, "Please call me Feyre, the titles can be saved for others. Not our inner circle." I said. Rhys boomed with laughter. "My love, your sisters need to address you, privately." He said, kissing my cheek. I nodded and kissed him back. Elain grabbed my hand, "Come on. I found a cool place where we can talk." She seemed so happy here, my heart felt full, but I hated that she winced when anyone spoke. She was getting used to her senses. "Elain, wait for a second. Nesta grab my hand." I said. "Why?" she asked. Cassian laughed in the background. I grabbed her hand and scowled at Cassian. I winnowed my sisters to the house where I accepted Rhys as my mate. Elain let go of me and fell to the ground. "Elain? Are you okay?" Nesta asked, helping her up. I felt a cold presence with my sisters. I had hoped that we would become closer, but I did this to them. I made them this way. Nesta sat Elain on the couch and looked around at my paint. "Feyre. What is all this?" she asked her head moving around trying to look at everything. "I got bored." I said simply. "Oh," Elain spoke next, "Feyre, could you explain what a mate is?" I knew she was asking because of Lucien. I explained everything to her. She listened attentively, and so need Nesta. When I finished, she nodded her head up and down, "I want to meet him." she said with a small grin. "It's your choice. You can go back with me at the end of the week." Nesta whipped her head to look at me, "what the hell do you mean? I thought you were staying here!" she growled. Elain winced at the sound. "I'm pregnant, Tamlin wants me two weeks and Rhys agreed to have me the week after those." I explained. Elain jumped up, "Oh Feyre! I'm so happy for you! I bet Rhysand is as well!" she said smiling and embracing me. I frowned. "They aren't his." I said softly. Elain froze, "you mean…" "Yes, she does. Feyre, I'm so sorry. I know how much you hate him." I'm surprised Nesta even said anything. "Tamlin and I made an arrangement. I don't want to go into it right now." I said. "Ok, we need to talk." Elain said, suddenly serious. "I thought we were talking?" I added comically. "We need to kill Tamlin."